Misato's awakening
by dmaynard
a young Asian girl's transformation to a muscle-bound goddess. With help from a supernatural source of course


Misato rolled out of bed, stretching, sun-light poured in through her window
and birds were chirping. It was a beautiful summer day, a Saturday, and Misato
was looking forward to relaxing and spending the afternoon with some of her
friends.

She wasn’t up more than an hour before her cell phone barked out it’s melody.
It was Yukiko, already messaging her asking what was going on for the day.
"See you after breakfast" Misato replied. The two later met at a clothing
store they loved to frequent and then went into a bigger shopping plaza.

While browsing shopping centers, Misato’s heart skipped a beat within her 16
year-old frame. She had just seen Satome, a young, shy, handsome boy of her
age. He was wondering the shopping plaza as well with three other friends,
poking their noses into game shops, and other stores that were otaku -
centric.

Misato hid quietly, watching Satome as he perused the shop. His other friends
were wondering more towards the back of the store, when she noticed that he
had stopped at a manga rack. Satome looked around before picking up a manga
about what seemed to have overly muscular, futuristic women with super-sized
breasts toting around large weapons. Satome read through the manga, seemingly
entranced by the story. Misato noticed the outline of a boner starting to poke
through his sweats.

Misato turned, at first ashamed that she had been spying on him, but at the
same time intensely curious as to why he seemed attracted to such a type of
woman. A type of woman Misato was most definitely NOT.

Misato looked down at her skinny legs protruding down from the hem of her
skirt. Her equally skinny arms and flat chest made her wince. Although
regarded as somewhat "cute", she wanted to be more than kawaii. She wanted to
be seductively sexy, something that would sweep a boy like Satome right off
his feet.

She spent the reminder of the day with her friends, trying different handbags,
clothes, cell phone accessories. She went home only somewhat satisfied. Dinner
was waiting, and after eating her fill Misato trudged upstairs. Unbeknownst to
Misato a *force* had been following her all day. A force looking for a home,
and it believed it had finally found one in the body of Misato.

Misato woke up about 1am, terribly thirsty. Her nightgown was damp with sweat
even with both windows open in her room. She was feeling odd, as if on the
verge of something wondrous, yet terrible. Misato got up to get a drink, and
she felt a presence in her head, a *power* as it were. The feeling spoke to
her, asking if it wanted to be the vassal for this power. She felt
lightheaded, but euphoric as well. Silently she asked for the power to fill
her. That’s when everything started.

Misato was 5’1", 115 lbs of Japanese girl. Which is why she was surprised that
her nightgown was feeling tight, and that the floor looked further away then
it used to. Soft tearing sounds were heard as Misato felt her body expand.
Muscle grew on her frame as if attached to an air pump, the hem of her
nightgown rode up over her once skinny legs exposing thick, meaty muscle
layers pushing against the seams of her gown. She felt her vaginal area grow
thick layers of muscle, her pussy contracting and flexing with power
in-between the increasing girth of her thighs.

Her chest muscles jutted outwards expanding like muscle-filled melons tearing
open the front of her gown exposing a ridged armor plated stomach. Misato’s
cute face was nearly buried in craggy traps that ballooned around her bullish
neck. She felt her back widen, her lats flare, as her gown fell in tatters
about her feet. She was growing in height as well, easily sprouting up past 6’
and approaching 7' when she finally stopped.

Misato opened her eyes, and found herself standing before the full-length
mirror in her room. She was astounding. She judged her height to be close to 7
ft tall, how much she weighed she had no clue. What seemed like 100s of pounds
of beefy female muscle draped her body. Her straight black hair framed her
pretty face sitting atop a thick bull neck of pulsing muscle. Misato felt
POWERFUL, she felt INVINCIBLE, she flexed her body and watched as muscle
jumped to command bulging outwards like those woman she had seen in the manga.

When she thought of that, her mind drifted to thoughts of Satome. Instantly,
her super-muscled pussy twinged with pleasure. She felt between her gargantuan
legs and was greeted with a distinct moisture running down the inside of her
thighs. Not only was her body supercharged, her sex drive was as well. Flexing
and heaving Misato fingered herself to orgasm within seconds. Her muscles
solidified with strength as she spewed forth her pussy juices.

"My goodness, what a feeling" she thought. Then she heard the voice speak to
her again. "Now you have the power of the Goddess within you child.". Misato
growled in delight, her eyes had assumed a glow of red about their sockets.
Her jet black hair, straight and sexy framed her still "cute" face. Misato
flexed and bulged with inhuman strength. She felt as if nothing on this earth
could resist her.

She must have been making more noise then she thought, because the next thing
she knew, there was a small rapping at her door. "Misato? Are you alright?" it
was her father. Instantly, for some strange reason, a burning hatred spewed
forth into her body. "Come in please." she answered softly. Her father drew
back her door, and stumbled into the dimly lit room. "Misato...? Are you
alright?" Her father searched around and finally found the switch for her
nightstand light.

When the light clicked on Misato’s dad froze. Standing before him was a
towering wall of solid tanned muscle, she giggled softly. Her father barely
came up to her tits. He recognized this form as something that used to be his
daughter when he finally focused on her face.

"Misato??? What in the world has happened?" he nearly cried out. His question
was never to be answered. The room went black, as he felt his head in the grip
of his daughters monstrous hands. She smiled evilly, as she lightly flexed her
arms. Misato watched as her fathers head caved in from the immense pressure of
her muscles. She felt the hot warmth of his insides run around her fingers
accompanied by snapping and cracking bone. She gleefully compacted his small
head in and then let the rest fall to the floor.

Misato was possessed. She strode through the house. Only two more...she
thought. Her mother barely screamed. Her face was smothered by her daughters
fantastically muscled legs. The floor creaking under the immense weight of her
Herculean body. Misato looked down at the tiny face of her mother surround by
flexed, vein filled thighs of pure muscle. The sight was comical in a way, and
Misato giggled softly as she brought her thighs together. There were muffled
popping sounds as her mother’s head was squashed flat, Misato felt a warm
sensation between her legs, the warm blood and insides of her mother sticking
to the ridged inner thigh muscles. Misato hefted her bulbous breasts with her
hands, and licked her pointy nipples, hard with sexual excitement.

Misato’s older brother was sound asleep when she entered his room. Misato
looked upon her sleeping brother, and placed a hand over his mouth. Shinji
awoke with a start, eyes wide. He almost pissed his pants when he saw the
massive Amazonian woman, vaguely looking like his sister, looming over him.

Misato toyed with him, seductively. She swayed her massive hips, and
sensuously bounced her firm tits by teasing flexes of her granite chest
muscles. Massaging her brothers cock, Shinji experienced a rapid boner. Her
gaze became trance-like, Shinji melted with desire as his sister picked up his
puny frame unable to do anything except gaze at her lovely face.

She nestled his small form into the crook of her arm, and slowly flexed.
Shinji rode up his sister’s ballooning bicep, he felt the mountain of muscle
swell beneath his ass as he was lifted higher and higher, simply by the
strength and size of her arm.

Shinji pressed his fingers into the bicep, deltoid, and trap muscle. His
fingers left no imprint, it was like pushing against steel. The awesome peak
of her bicep split with citrated muscle, Shinji felt as if he was sitting on a
cannonball of iron.

Misato arched her arm up upwards, causing Shinji to slide forth on the top of
her flexed bicep. When he was in range, Misato opened her ruby-rimmed mouth
and inhaled all of Shinji’s cock. He gasped upon feeling his sister’s sweet
tongue massage the underside of his cock, all the while groping the impressive
muscles of her arm as they swelled and receded underneath him. The warm
wetness of her mouth sent Shinji into spirals of ecstasy, he has never had a
blow job.

After a minutes of loud slurping, Shinji came fiercely into Misato’s awaiting
mouth. His semen dribbled onto her well muscled bronze body, and Misato
growled in appreciation. She rubbed the drops into her shiny flexed skin, and
then powered her free arm into a mighty muscular pose. Misato lovingly licked
her bulging bicep, the mountain of hard flesh inches from her now mature
beautiful face. Lost in her self-absorption, she failed to realize that Shinji
was being crushed to death in her arms.

Misato glanced over as she felt her arm swell uncontrollably. The sound of
Shinji’s whimpers as bone snapped, and flesh compacted echoed throughout the
near silent house. Misato was orgasmic as she flattened her brother, she
stopped flexing when she felt her bicep meet up with her bulging forearm.

A knocking was heard at the front door. Perhaps the neighbors, she mused.
"Explore your mind!" she heard from inside her head. Misato concentrated
slightly, and felt her senses highten to an extreme. Using a little of her
newly acquired mental powers, she opened the door from where she stood. In her
mind’s eye she saw her neighbors, an older gentleman and his young daughter.

The two neighbors, Sato and Rei looked cautiously into the house. "Hello? Is
anyone in?" Sato called into the house. Rei stepped into the house and peered
around the corners, all was quiet and still. The two made their way to the
parlor, and Sato stopped short we he saw the blood pools on the floor. "We
must call the police! Now!" Sato saw a phone near the kitchen bar and rushed
towards it. At the last moment, his movement was stopped by Misato’s
incredible body.

"Misato??? Is that YOU?" Rei announced breathlessly. Sato adjusted his glasses
and stared wide-eyed at the mountain of flesh before him.

Misato stood there, flexed, her magnificent body simply exaggerated with
bulging muscle mass. Her powers seeped into the minds of Rei and Sato, they
stood there unable to even breath let alone move. Caught like deer in
headlights.

"So nice of you to come by and see how I am doing." Misato purred. The
floorboards creaked under her immense weight. Misato placed her hands behind
her head and solidified her abs. She sensuously swayed her meaty hips and
thighs as her rock-solid abs formed bronze squares of muscle armor on her
stomach. After a few seconds of this, she placed her sturdy hands on her
waist, and flexed her vast back. The imposing lats of her back flared outward
with inches of ridged muscle, flexing and squirming with a life of it’s own.
Her impressive arc of back muscle dimpled with lumpy bunches of hard as steel
flesh. Massive veins carried blood to her burgeoning muscles, laced over her
body like rivers.

Sato and Rei were mesmerized by the display. Sato’s erection pressed fiercely
against his briefs which were slightly hidden by his bathrobe. Rei, only
slightly older than Misato at 19, dropped her pink panties and was furiously
rubbing her sex in awe of such a goddess as Misato.

"Very good, very good. You know what to do." Misato seductively mouthed. She
tore open the front of Sato’s briefs, and then Sato proceeded to beat himself
off like mad. Misato turned around displaying an orgasmic inducing ass. Packed
with cannonball like muscle, tanned to perfection. Sato kneaded his hand into
Misato’s unyielding ass muscles, while jerking himself off with his free hand.
Rei was near cumming at the mere sight of Misato and her perfectly formed
muscular body.

While they were busy, Misato seemed to sign something in the air and a device
dropped out of nothing and into her hands. It was a wicked looking dildo.
Nearly 2 and a ½ feet long, and as thick as two beer cans. Reinforced leather
straps would secure the device snugly. A specially shaped rod protruded from
the other end, meaning to be shoved up the users sex.

Misato pushed the two away from licking her Amazonian form. She proceeded to
put on the immense strap-on, the metal part of it sucked up into her hungry
pussy and Sato and Rei heard the metal squeal from being clamped down upon by
her vaginal muscles.

She pushed Sato onto the couch, still furiously jacking himself off. Rei
seemed to come back to reality for an instant, and when she did. She started
to scream. Misato choked off her scream, and thrust the lethal dildo near her
small pink pussy. Sato watched as in a trance, Misato grasped the dildo with
her power packed arm and rammed it up into Rei. Rei tried to scream from the
pain, but her cries were throttled off. Misato growled in pleasure as she
rammed the 2+ foot long rubber coated rod into Rei.

Sato watched as the bunched, flexed muscles of Misato assaulted Rei. Bone and
tendons snapped, Rei’s pelvis was being squashed into paste as Misato lunged
in and out, picking up speed with every thrust. She had Rei pinned up against
one of the house walls. Sato jacked himself off faster and faster, trying to
keep tempo with Misato.

Rei could longer scream, her throat had collapsed from Misato’s grip and she
was nearing death. Misato rammed harder, and harder, planks of wood, and
pieces of wall cracked and broke off onto the floor as Misato was literally
shoving Rei’s body into the wall of the house.

Rei’s spine broke audibly as Misato picked up her thrusting. The metal rod
shoved up into pussy fed her pleasure. Misato did a double bicep with her
massive guns, hardened arm flesh swelling forth like an obscene erection of
muscle as Rei’s body was compacted into the wall. Finally reaching orgasm,
Misato lot out a low roar, Sato came on himself as he heard her heaves of
sexual excitement mix with the cracking and crumpling of Rei’s body.

Finally done, Misato withdrew the bloody dildo, leaving in the wall of the
house Rei’s smashed form. Misato unattached her lethal death-giver and bent it
in her mighty hands growling the entire time.

Sato sat there, motionless. Misato come over and flexed her unearthly thighs
into his face. Not saying a word she grabbed up Sato’s body and placed it over
her awesome back. Flexing, she pulled down on the neighbors body and smiled as
she heard his spine give way, tendons tear, and bones snap. Sato whimpered in
pain as he felt Misato’s muscular back destroy him. She dropped his flaccid
form onto the ground and flexed her mighty body over his crippled broken one.

Sato looked up from his pained position, he couldn’t even see Misato’s head,
hidden by her inflated chest muscles and large firm breasts.

Misato flexed and flexed her body, celebrating her dominance. She absently
heard whimpering on the floor from Sato. Without even a hint of remorse,
Misato brought her massive leg down slowly crushing Sato’s head. Rubbing her
immensely flexed thighs, she felt his head cave in around her muscle packed
foot. Her thighs gleaming with stretched skin over her bulging muscles.

Misato looked up, the world was hers.